Here we are again. That weird pocket of time between Christmas and New Year where the days blur, the biscuits vanish, and everyone suddenly becomes a motivational speaker.

There’s something uniquely unhinged about hitting December as a woman in her 30s. If you’ve found yourself teetering between “I love Christmas” and “I could absolutely curl up in a dark room until January,” congratulations, you’re exactly where every other 30 something woman is right now. This guide is for you.

There’s a fine line between being selfish and just having the audacity to exist as a whole human, your happiness does not depend on one person and one person alone, because lets face it, that's just not fair, on them, on the relationship, or you.